Moira

by flammeusgladius

Moira

 

 

Do murdered maids attend to spectral rules?
Younger illusions flash attractive ass.
Older realities display more class.
Death is amongst the quite conflicted schools.
You polished visitors’ most private tools.
Were you surprised that Ben could take a pass?
The lustful male was still there to harass.
Most men, you figured, wanted to be fools.
When you were threatened, oh, how you could bite!
That was one guy no guy would choose to be.
But, even so, you strove to keep in sight
A minimal, enduring decency.
That’s how at last you got the hard things right
And helped to decorate the Christmas tree.

 

 

–Tom Riley